Chapter 436: Learning to Make Soup for My Wife (Part 1)
Ruan Xiaoqi, whose eavesdropping was caught, glanced around with her beautiful peach blossom eyes and pointed her finger guiltily.
Qin Qingdi, who was sitting across from her at the table, was dizzy with cuteness.
She grabbed Bai Yuchen's sleeve and cried, "How could such a cute little Ruanruan be taken away by Brother Jiu..."
There were three black lines on the corners of Bai Yuchen's forehead.
He shook his head speechlessly and glanced at Gu Feiyang inconspicuously.
Gu Feiyang leaned back in his chair, crossed his legs, and casually flipped through the news on the forum.
Bai Yuchen was about to breathe a sigh of relief when his eyes accidentally swept across the news headline -
What are the subsidy policies for pig farming?
Bai Yuchen: "..."
Brother, when you are pretending, can you choose a piece of news that suits your identity?
…
After lunch, Gu Feiyang and his companions left.
Ruan Munan went to the company, and Yan Jiuyuan also said goodbye and left after the acupuncture.
Only Ruan Qi, Xi Jiu, Damai Baby and two dogs, Dahui and Xiaohui, were left in the villa.
After Xi Jiu finished washing the fruit, Ruan Qi came close to him with a pillow in her arms, and glanced at him quietly out of the corner of her eye.
The man pretended not to notice the little girl's sneak glance, lowered his head, picked up a pear and started peeling it.
The little girl stared at him for two seconds, frowning in confusion.
The corners of Xi Jiu's lips curled up slightly.
The little girl began to pick at the pillow in confusion.
She scratched it for a while, then pretended to cough.
"Jiujiu..."
A smile flashed across Xi Jiu's lowered black eyes.
He put the pear down and looked at her intently, "Hmm?"
Ruan Qi blushed at the "Hmm?"
She stretched out her little claws to grab the corner of the man's clothes, and said softly and coquettishly, "Jiujiu, the soup made by auntie is delicious."
Xi Jiujun's eyebrows moved and he said "hmm" softly.
The little girl blinked her beautiful peach blossom eyes and acted like a greedy little cat.
"Jiujiu, such a delicious soup, I want to drink more." She licked her lips greedily, then frowned in a pretentious manner, "But my aunt is busy taking care of my uncle, I'm embarrassed to trouble her."
After saying that, she sighed listlessly, "Oh, it would be great if someone could learn my aunt's craftsmanship!~"
Xi Jiu looked at the little girl who was in a state of dramatic acting, and the smile in his eyes grew more and more intense.
He wiped his hands with a tissue, then pinched her chin and lifted her little face up.
The little girl immediately showed an expression that said, "If I can't drink the soup, I can't even have a bowel movement."
Xi Jiu couldn't hold it in any longer and laughed softly.
"Baby wants soup so much?"
The little girl nodded quickly.
Xi Jiu: "Then I'll ask the chef at home to make it for you?"
"No!" The little girl immediately shook her head like a rattle. "Auntie's is the best!"
After she finished speaking, she was afraid that he wouldn't believe her, so she puffed her cheeks and repeated, "It's super delicious!"
Xi Jiu looked at the little girl's peach blossom eyes that were filled with nervousness and anticipation, and his cold heart softened little by little.
He chuckled and reached out to pull her into his arms.
"I'll ask her to teach me how to make soup." The man gently kissed the little girl on the head, "Thank you, baby."
…
In the evening, in the side courtyard of the Xi family.
Xi Jiu stood outside the door, silently looking at the door that had separated him for twenty-six years.
Suddenly, footsteps were heard inside the door, and then the door lock clicked and slowly opened.
When Duan Wei came out and saw Xi Jiu, her expression froze.
Her face turned cold reflexively, and her tightly pursed thin lips made her look a little inhuman.
Xi Jiu's gaze swept across Duan Wei's cold face, then fell on her clenched hands that were turning pale, and his eyes flickered slightly.
He stared at her hands for two seconds.
"Do you have time?" Xi Jiu asked in a deep voice.
Duan Wei's hand, which was tightly gripping the door handle, trembled slightly, and she gave a stiff "hmm".
Xi Jiu picked up the thermos in his hand and said expressionlessly, "Xiao Qi likes your soup. Can you teach me how to make it?"
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